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Jun 2013
inhale.

cloudy brain
lifted thoughts
not quite out of the gray
but fingertips brushing white
treading water
in a safe distance from the ground
the wind
beneath my inhaled wings
slowly drifting
among the clouds in my
brain.

exhale.
Grim Princess
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Grim Princess  Texas
(Texas)   
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